Alpha Dom and His Human Surrogate

Ella

“Really, Cora?” I say, nudging my sister with my toe. I shake my head at my sister’s naked sleeping form, pressed against her mate under the single little throw blanket that’s tossed over both of them. Seriously, how are they not freezing?

“Auntie Cora is going to be so embarrassed,” I whisper to Rafe in my arms, who smiles at me and makes me laugh. “We are never going to let her live this down, are we, little baby!?”

Cora blinks awake then, looking blearily around her as she lifts her head. Roger is still senseless to the world, fully asleep beside her.

“What?” Cora murmurs, still looking around for a moment before glancing up at me and the baby. Then, as reality snaps back to her, she gasps and clutches the blanket tight to her chest.

“Morning, sister,” I say, smiling wickedly down at her. “Missing something?” And then I pull her bra out from behind my back.

“Ella!” she gasps, reaching for it, though I pull it away from her.

“What!” I laugh, enjoying every second of this. “It’s not like you were keeping it safe – I found this ten feet away, tossed at the foot of the RV! It’s the first thing I saw at the bottom of the steps!”

“No, you didn’t!” she growls in response, reaching for it again.

“Did too!” I laugh, tossing it to her now and shaking my head with glee. “Soooo,” I tease, “did you guys have a good nighttttt?”

Cora just glares up at me as she struggles to get her bra back on without dropping the blanket. After she closes the clasp behind her back she smacks Roger on the ribs; he wakes with a gasp as she glances anxiously towards the RV.

“Wake up,” Cora hisses. “Put your damn pants on before everyone sees -”

“Oh,” I say, still grinning gleefully at him. “Everyone’s already seen, sis. No reason to be ashamed

now.”

Cora glares up at me, blushing hard.

“Hey, Ella,” Roger says, sitting up and giving me a wide grin, completely unabashed to have been found naked and in a compromised position with my sister “Is there any coffee?”

“There is I say, giving him a wide false gnn But then I let it fall instantly from any face, shifting into a glate “But none for you

“What?” he asks, frowning “Why Cora ignores the conversion, reaching for the scattered

were going to go all Survivor on us and sleep out here, you could. have at least told us so that

bra and underwear and tossing the blanket over Roger to cover him up. She points a finger at me before walking a few feet away to grab her jeans. “I told you

“The bed is up

she steps into her pants and starts to pull them up. “We have dibs – forever dibs on the bed, whether we want

a towel. “I’m getting coffee,” he murmurs, flashing Cora a grin before

early

and hand it to her.” So,” I say, smiling widely at her as she scowls at me and pulls her shirt over her head. “You

my question. Did you have funnnn

just go,” she says, turning towards the RV and ignoring me even though she can’t

see on her face. “The sooner we get to the

laugh, gleeful, chasing my sister to the RV’s door. “You totally

me everything!”

a very cheerful morning after that, with

her hands a

dressed in nothing but the

hips.

Cora’s blush deepen by

that no woman can resist the sight of a Sinclair man in the

–

stands up, stalking away

her as we all laugh, perhaps a

laughing and moving to

“Joke’s over put

back against the white booth of the kitchenette

still in his hand “Have you felt this leather against our skin? It’s

roll my eyes, taking my baby away as Sinclair and Henry laugh, heading for

RV so that we can get

drive, though, the mood in the RV gets noticeably darker. We all

minute pass we’re getting close and closer to

visit our mother, to get some